Prince Zheng and Murong Yingluo came to the most prosperous restaurant in Puyang, where they waited for Wei Moxuan, the second young master of the Wei family, so they could enter the Wei family to investigate the poisonous salt matter.
Prince Zheng was dressed in a black robe, with long hair shawl, and a silver hollow mask on his face. He looked downstairs with deep eyes. According to custom, Wei Moxuan should have arrived at the restaurant.
After waiting for a long time without seeing her, Yingluo picked up the tea and put it to her lips to drink, "Is your news accurate?"
Si Wushang said that he knew much more than Yingluo, "it should be correct." Since King Zheng said so, he waited with peace of mind.
Shaoqing, there are seven or eight men walking in from downstairs. The leader is wearing a green shirt and has a tall figure. His slightly messy long hair is casually draped over his shoulders. His eyes are gloomy, his lips are slightly thin, and there is a strand of hair under his chin.
He has a beard and a melancholic temperament all over his body. His whole person seems to have gone through many vicissitudes of life, which makes people doubt his age.
"Ahem!" Yingluo couldn't help but choke on the tea she drank, "Why does this Wei Moxuan look so weird!"
Yingluo wondered in her mind, maybe the second young master of the Wei family had been stimulated to become like this. What he looked like had nothing to do with her, what they had to do was to successfully build relationships with the Wei family.
"Since people are already here, let's go over and take a look."
Despite Wei Moxuan's slightly sloppy appearance, he is the most popular patron in the restaurant. He spends money like water every time he comes and is never stingy.
The most conspicuous place on the first floor has been placed with pens, ink, paper and inkstones. When I am in a good mood, I will recite a few poems and write two words, and I will also receive a reward.
Now that the pen and ink paintings are ready, he is in a good mood today and is preparing to make a painting. Wei Moxuan picked up his pen and looked around. He saw four people slowly coming downstairs. The man with the silver mask was particularly eye-catching.
It has an air of mystery that is hard to fathom.
He withdrew his eyes, picked up his pen, and drew two black birds, commonly known as crows, on the huge rice paper. Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Crows are a symbol of bad luck, so how to flatter them.
There are people with quick thinking who are good at greeting those who say: "This painting is very good! I heard that this black bird bathing in fire will turn into a phoenix and spread its wings! It will be unruly in the world! Very good! Very good!"
Wei Moxuan nodded frequently, "Well said, you will be rewarded!"
At this time, the four people had come closer. They were a little far apart, or their eyes had just returned to life and they could not see clearly. The man in front of them had clear facial features. If he had lost his beard, he was a handsome young man.
It's just that I drew two crows at random. Listening to the flattering and flattering words, there is contempt and disappointment in Yingluo's eyes. No wonder the head of the Wei family is a woman.
Wei Moxuan was also looking at the four strangers from the corner of his eyes. He saw Si Wushang's Gu Jing Wubo and saw the contempt and disdain in Yingluo's eyes.
With a smile on his lips, he said to the crowd: "If someone adds a few strokes and handwriting to this painting, and if it is done well, I would like to reward you with a hundred taels of gold!"
There were sighs from the crowd. One hundred taels of gold was enough for ordinary people to live for several lifetimes, but no one had ever dared to paint on Wei Moxuan's paintings, and no one dared to offend the financier.
Wei Moxuan looked at everyone, but no one stood up. The smile on his lips became a little stronger, and he said to Yingluo: "Little brother, are you willing to give it a try?"
Yingluo just looked at the two dark crows in the painting with the mentality of seeing a joke. Was it God's blessing or he had seen the clues.
No matter what, this is an opportunity to get close to him, "I'm not good at my craftsmanship, so why not give it a try!"
I am not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Fortunately, I stayed with Prince Zheng with his clever mind and wisdom. I also read many paintings left by Concubine Chen, so I still know a little bit about the brushwork.
Yingluo thought for a while, and it would be most suitable and flattering if the two crows in the painting were changed to happy brows, but that was too tacky, and he didn't want to flatter Wei Moxuan.
Yingluo took a few strokes with her pen and drew the branches. Wei Moxuan slightly raised the corners of his lips, thinking that he was drawing happy brows. It seemed that he had seen the wrong person, and he was also a vulgar person.
Yingluo put down the black pen in her hand, picked up the paintbrush, took a white dot and painted it on the top of the bird's head, above the eyes, extending to the back pillow and abdomen, and then used yellow-green to draw vertical stripes. It was not a magpie!
Yingluo picked up a pen and wrote Juanxiu's four words on it, "We'll be together forever!"
When Wei Moxuan saw the words "We are forever together", Wei Moxuan felt a hint of joy, but also a hint of pain that was not easy to detect. His eyes were complicated and difficult to understand.
"This little brother must have someone he loves by his side, but he is not very good at fine brushwork. What is better is sincerity! There will be a reward!"
As the saying goes, love comes from the heart. She painted this painting for Prince Zheng, praying that the two of them would be together forever!
"Hold on! I won't accept this reward! To be honest, this painting is for the people around me." Zhen'er stretched out her hand and took Zhen'er's hand. Zhen'er bowed her head shyly when she saw everyone's eyes.
"Since Wei Moxuan has promised to export, he will not take it back. If someone can fill in a few more transactions, if he is satisfied, the reward will be doubled!" He looked at Si Wushang, who was very interested in him.
"Brother, can you please add a few strokes?"
It seems that today it is not that I am interested in him, but that he is interested in me. It is so good to attract his attention.
He glanced at Yingluo with an inquiring look, "Master, can Ziling give it a try?"
"Since others don't like my paintings, Zi Ling might as well give it a try!"
"yes!"
Si Wushang threw the rice paper into the air, and the cinnabar bullets on his fingertips landed on the rice paper. His other hand was dipped in some water, and he touched it with a few strokes.
The rice paper fell from the sky again and was spread flat on the table. Si Wushang took the ink and ink and wrote the four words "Tired Birds and Remaining Flowers" on the left side of the white head. A delicate painting of flowers and birds appeared on the paper.
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Everyone was amazed, and Wei Moxuan praised: "Brother, what a wonderful pen! Can you guys get together in private and have a few drinks?"
Wei Moxuan seemed to have met a confidant and did not mention the reward again. For fear of being humiliated, he ordered someone to keep the painting carefully.
Wei Moxuan is very generous. He paid for all the drinks in the restaurant today.
Inviting four people to the private room upstairs, Wei Moxuan ordered people to prepare the best wine, food, tea and snacks, and his attitude was also different.
"From the accents, some of you shouldn't be locals?"
Among the four of them, Yingluo is the main one, "My Lord, Fanluo, these two are my guards, Ye Ling Ayi!"
"My lord, Wei Moxuan, it's fate that we met today. I won't go home until I'm drunk!"
Wei Moxuan has a good capacity for drinking, and his wine quality is also very good. However, he is far inferior to Prince Zheng. After several heavy drinks, he was helped out of the restaurant. He has not been drunk for a long time.
After seeing off Wei Moxuan, the two got on the carriage and rushed back to the other courtyard. Only then did Yingluo express her doubts, "Is there something the prince is hiding from Yingluo?"
Si Wushang wasn't hiding anything from her, he just knew more than she did.
"Three years ago, this Wei Moxuan was also a wild bee and butterfly who indulged in flowers. Later, he fell in love with a woman and changed his mind. Later, the woman died unexpectedly and was forced to marry another woman. Today,
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Yingluo just realized that he was trapped by love. No wonder he drew two crows, which was completely the product of the failure of Phoenix Nirvana.
And when he saw the words "Bald Hair Together Forever", the pain slipped from his eyes. The man was like a tired bird wandering among the flowers, and finally found his soul's destination. He also made a vow to enjoy the bald head together before the flowers and under the moon. Now,
He looked so decadent.
That Wei Moxuan looked decadent, but he was very arrogant and didn't like to see people sympathizing with him. Si Wushang just took Yingluo's delicate mind into consideration and was afraid that she would act emotionally.